King of Hundred Victories Saber

Chapter 515: Chapter 180: Brave Assault on Huangguoshu: Yili Slaughters the Invaders in the Ice Cave, Shi Feiyang Strikes Terror into Enemy Hearts (Part 6)

”Divine Archer” Miao Menlong swiftly drew his bow, eyes as sharp as an eagle’s, scanning back and forth in the ice cave, missing not the slightest movement. ”Plum Blossom Darts” Shan Zhi tightly gripped his dart, veins bulging slightly on the back of his hand, fully focused, every muscle taut, poised for attack.

”Iron Flute Scholar” Xiang Kun gently caressed the iron flute in his hand, its body gleaming with a cold sheen. He squinted slightly, waiting for the perfect moment to play a confusing melody to disrupt the enemy’s mind.

Meanwhile, ”Water Dragon” Jin Liufu dove into the deep pool beneath the waterfall, secretly swimming towards the hiding place of the samurais, concealed by the rushing water. Yili, the top beauty of the Martial Arts, wore a pure white long dress, outlining her graceful figure.

Her face was exquisite, her skin fairer than snow, her eyes like cold stars, clear and bright.

At this moment, Yili’s demeanor was cold and austere, with a trace of arrogance in her gaze. She slowly drew her long sword, its blade flashing with a cold glow, like the icy moon in the night sky. She slightly raised her head, a cold smile tugging at her lips, and said softly, ”Today, these samurais will never return.”

Shi Feiyang, knowing well the cunning of his enemies, shouted loudly and executed the ”Tathagata Divine Palm,” striking towards the ice cave.

With both palms thrust forward, his palms shone with dazzling golden light, sending forth a powerful wave of heat, as if a blazing sun had suddenly descended upon the ice cave. Under this wave’s impact, the icicles inside the cave melted rapidly, and the icy passage began to collapse, emitting cracking sounds.

The samurais, realizing their cover was blown, emerged from between the icicles, wielding Japanese sabers, emitting strange cries as they charged madly towards Shi Feiyang and his companions. Without fear, Shi Feiyang and the others rose to confront them, and an intense battle immediately unfolded.

”Water Dragon” Jin Liufu leaped from the depths of the pool, gripping a sharp blade engraved with the Eight Trigrams Diagram. As he soared into the air, he sliced two samurais in half with astonishing speed and power, a scene unfolding before the waterfall that left one awestruck.

Yili witnessed this scene, a disdainful smile appeared at the corner of her mouth.

Facing the remaining samurais, she shouted, ”Watch how I handle you rats!”

Her figure was like a white flash of lightning, swiftly blending into the furious battle. Yili demonstrated the Hengshan Sect’s ultimate skill—the ”Mist Swordsmanship,” her swordsmanship agile and ethereal, like mist swirling around mountains, unpredictable, elusive.

Her long sword swung, sword blossoms flickered, each thrust accompanied by fierce Sword Qi, causing several samurais to fall screaming under her blade, beyond saving.

Her form flickered again, like a dancing fairy, yet hiding deadly intent. With a sweep of her long sword, she cut down several more samurais beneath the waterfall, the rushing waters instantly stained with blood, a shocking sight.

Following this, her form flickered a third time, like a phantom, her long sword stabbing directly, swiftly killing several samurais, showcasing her incredible lethal technique.

Her movements were fluid, seamless, each move filled with power and grace, perfectly displaying the fierceness and ethereal beauty of the ”Mist Swordsmanship,” a sight to behold.

Shi Feiyang moved like lightning.

He instantly drew the Celestial Frost Blade, its blade shimmering with an intense cold light, instantly merging with the chill of the ice cave, sending shivers down one’s spine.

He charged into the crowd of samurais, engaging in a fierce struggle. His blade light flashed, each swing carried immense force, sword Qi swept and overflowed, wherever he went, the samurais fell one after another, blood splattered on the spot, creating a ghastly scene.